LR: HB Creole Legs

Ok, I’m a little tired today so let’s see if I can do this.  I’m going to try and cut out a lot of the meat and get to my points.

1.  I opened direct, but not what people consider direct, which is really not direct but a canned line, “Hey, I thought you were cute and I just wanted to meet you.”  I did more like what David X would say to do and whatever you like about her, you tell her, and that means EXACTLY what you think, not padded or soft. INTENT from the get go.

2.  Combined element of and INTENTION (different from intent) and Synchrodestiny.  This was a little different than how I would usually play the game but it worked fabulously.  I have been meaning and meaning and meaning to write a post on this but it hasn’t happened yet.  I will soon.  Basically the idea is stuff that people like Deepak Chopra, and Wayne Dyer teach.  That is, also, what I have been teaching people like Boom! and Jawsome (students) a little.  It kind of just came out in my most recent bootcamps, but it has seemed to be really powerful.  That is, you got up today with the INTENTION of talking to women.  So every woman you see is actually there for you to talk to.  It is LIFE giving you a GIFT.  It is NOT accidental that you decided to go meet women, and that you see a woman you like, and that your mind is telling you to talk to her.  It is ALL the NATURAL ORDER OF THINGS.  If you don’t approach you are slapping life in the face.  That’s a VERY basic run down, I will get into details later when I write the thread.

So, I was walking around near my place in a nice little neighborhood that I like to frequent, and I noticed walked into a second hand clothing store because, well 90% of those shops are women’s clothing and women love second hand clothing.  I saw this 2 set of black girls near the checkout, one was sitting on a bench and the other was talking to her.  The one sitting – I saw her legs and I was fucking immediately horny.  YUMMY!  She was also, IMO fucking way attractive, despite the fact that she wasn’t even dressed up.  She was wearing shorts and a sweat top.  I wanted to approach, but my brain reflected on something Johnny Walker once talked with me about.

We were in a diner in Lakeview and I saw a 2 set there in a booth who I told Johnny I was going to approach.  He said something to the effect that it was the wrong place and the wrong time.  It was an awkward situation, and that the girls would most likely not be receptive.  Then he made the point clear, which was, “Guys are always trying to open the difficult sets. Then they get rejected.  Then they keep doing it and keep getting rejected and they start to create a pattern of failure in their minds instead of thinking that it has to do with just repeating the same mistake over and over.”  This is far different from, “Advanced openeing blah blah” or whatever.  This is more to the point of, pick your battles wisely.

To me, that was a great lesson but I added something to it this time.  Intention and synchrodestiny.  In my mind I knew that 2 girls, In a store, NEAR the girls working the checkout.  That would be a LOT of pressure.  So, I thought to myself, “I am going to go back to my car and get my phone, which I forgot anyway.  Assuming that I am out and I am SUPPOSED to meet her, that she is actually there because of my intention, then when I come back I will meet her.”

And that’s what I did.  And when I was walking back, who did I happen to pass on the sidewalk?  The  two black girls.  And I opened immediately with, “I had to tell you your legs are fucking amazing!”

She got a big smile on her face immediately.  We started chatting.  Her friend only gave me a little shit but warmed up to me immediately after some light banter.

I made my intentions known, that I wanted to take this girl out.  But there was a lot of banter immediately with these two girls.  I was talking about how I was going to go work out, HBCreole Legs was talking about how she hadn’t worked out in 3 weeks but that she wanted to get on team skinny.  I told her how I could work out like a horse and no matter if I lost every ounce of fat on my body I’d probably be a big, stocky guy.

And she shot back, “uhhh…  You’re not that big.  I mean, maybe in your mind you are but ummmm…”  She was negging me so to speak.

I told her I could take her, called her short (she was pretty much 1 inch shorter than me) and then her friend got involved and had us stand back to back to see who was taller.  So banter was established pretty early.

Then we walked after a few minutes, and her friend actually went to where she worked apparently and left us.  I said, “let’s go grab some tea.”  She was like, “fuck it.  Ok.”

So we went.  On with the banter and a tiny bit of kino but not like clubby like since it was daygame and we only knew each other for 10 minutes.  Very soon the banter was going how I like it, racist… Wink  Not really, but I have dated a few black girls, one for over a year.  Plus some of my best wings and friends in my life were black guys.  What you learn is, when you have a good heart and the other person knows it, the “racist” banter goes back and forth.  She was talking about white people this and that.  I think the first thing was something about these cops we saw and how she made a joke about how we had to run or something.  I said, “No, you’re with me.  I’m white.  You’re safe.”

She was making silly jokes about shit, I would come back.  I can’t remember them all but the 2 that stand out were when we could cross the street, I would say, “it’s safe to cross.  The WHITE guy just popped up.”  And in the tea shop I told her she should order a “Hot Chocolate” and elbowed her knowingly.  She said, “oh is that how it is?”

The girl behind the counter had a big smile on her face and asked us if we were comedians?  I said something about how, “You know when you’re little and your parents teach you, “think before you speak”?  Well I thought that was TERRIBLE advice so I just really don’t think at all, and the words just come out.

Anyway so on and on we went, walking around the town, going into a store here or there.  Banter kept going, but so did vibe and very soon sexual topics and kino started escalating.  Soon we were walking around broad daylight and she was telling me how she masturbated before she left the house that day, how she liked dildos, I grabbed her legs, was being aggressive.  Lots of push pull kino (fractionization) and soon I had my arm around her waste pulling her to me.  I could have kissed her but didn’t.

I was headed to the gym and had no intention of pulling.  But I did want to see her again.  This girl was HOT to me.

So, that being said, I eventually stopped the interaction, and tried a timebridge, to which she said she was busy.  But she texed my phone which was in my car.

So I pinged her a couple times over the weekend, just fun texts.  She would take along time to respond but whatever.  Yesterday I asked her to hang out.  We did.

I took her for one drink, J-Dub happened to be at the day 2 bounce location and he was cool.  We sat next to him and he talked to her a bit, and then eventually he left.  I let her finish her beer, but I seeded early the possibility of going to my place to “watch a movie”.

She said, “I know what “watch a movie” means and it never means watching a movie.”  I said for me it did.

But then I said, “well I could say come see my talking goldfish.”

By the way, escalation was pretty easy, like I said.  The stage was set already so it was just kinda natural at this point.  However that also means I was actively doing it.  I did do constant kino and “let’s see if you fit” just because it kinda seems trademark at this point.  But straight to my place, straight to my bedroom, and straight to watching 300 part II.

And I was kissing her all over, and eventually…  I mean HOLY MOTHER OF GOD this girl was fucking BEAUTIFUL naked. She was trying not to let me make her cum but too bad for her.  I won…  She was like, “fuck!  I just came.  What just happened?”  It was cute.

I’m really tired today so I’m writing this, but if anyone has specific questions feel free to ask.

RL

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The Girl From Uruguay

Yeah, yeah, yeah… I said I was going t update this like a week ago I think.  Well, that’s the way the ball bounces G.  I guess, fuckin… I decided JUST NOW to finish part 2 of the Double Penetration Cliffhanger Challenge (I’m Assuming that’s what DPChallenge means) and the problem with that is, I have finished off 3/4 of a bottle of red wine and thus my smartaleckee antics have decided to put down on my fucking blog, meanwhile I listen on pandora to a song by Skinny Puppy

Yeah yeah yeah… Not very seductive I get it.  But now you have WINE Ronnie to deal with for this report.  But in a moment you will have Seductive Ronnie to deal with…

Oh, by the way…  Here are 2 Pandora stations for you people who listen to that song above and LIKED it.  I have a lot of Industrial and Goth in my blood, though I never quite dressed all in black and snorted Ritalin or ate a bunch of Ephedrine all at once.  I just appreciated the dark side of the music.  Oh ya, the stations:

Ahh shit, wait.  I just realized I can’t share them because they are attached to my pics and my real name…  Well, if you really want that shit you’re gonna have to ask me in the comments below and I will email you the links.  My Pandora stations are all badass.  They have been tweaked and tweaked and tweaked – even to the point of sending GOOD songs on the WRONG station to a different station where they do belong (Thank God Pandora added that feature).

Oh ya..  Fucking Tangents.  I remember what we were supposed to be talking about?  The PART II of my story (over to the right! —>

Alright whatever, dude.  Just click this link.

Ok here we go.

The Girl From Uruguay

Postby Geese Howard » December 28th, 2008, 4:34 pm

It’s 7:17 and I had a gnawing feeling that this chick, We’ll call her HBUruguay because she lives there and is visiting some mystery people for the holidays, was gonna flake.  Everytime though I would force-visualise her showing up to train my brain to expect in instead of focusing on the negative.  Here it was almost 15 minutes after we were supposed to meet and she still hadn’t arrived.  No call no text…  Nothing.  Yet here I was still waiting for her to arrive…

I get a text just as I’m about to leave (Louis and Copeland 15 min rule) Java Hutt saying, “Are we still on for tonight?”

Me:  Ya, I just got to Java Hutt so I can chill with my laptop.

The reason I threw the name of the place in the text was so if she was confused she could find me – since she wasn’t from around here these days and I wasn’t sure how long ago it had been since she had been.  It was a good idea since like a minute later she came walking up from across and down the street with a coffee in hand, which told me she went to AJ’s and NOT Java Hutt.  She wasn’t late – just lost. :p

I was outside smoking as she walked up.  I gave her a hug to test and it was pretty stiff.  I busted on her for it, “What was that supposed to be?”

HBUruguay: That was a ‘I’m holding a coffee’ hug.

So we chatted a little and she immediately suggested where SHE wanted to go for drinks.  The thing was, is I had no idea where I wanted to go and lately I’ve been experimenting with the idea of allowing the chicks to suggest a spot.

WHY?  Because I have been finding out some really cool motherfucking day2 spots this way, that I would have never found out about had I not.  Detroit is riddled with little hidden treasures that are not at all out in the open.  Some don’t even make any sense.  Picture a spot in the middle of the ghetto area that on a tuesday night is assholes to elbows busy with rich suburbanites.

Or another example is, where we ended up last night – Baker’s Keyboard Lounge.  Reported to be the World’s OLDEST Jazz Club.  Apparently HBUruguay lived in the Detroit area 5 years ago before she moved with her parents to live in Uruguay to help her ailing father out.  This place is near the corner of 8-Mile and Livernois.  You may have hear of 8-Mile from Eminem’s movie.

So let’s back up a little:
Her:  I want to go to this little Jazz place, but I can’t remember what it’s called.  Bluebirds or something.  On 8-mile.

Me: (I knew the place she was referring to because I have heard several chicks talk about it but had ever been there as of yet.)  All I know is wherever we go they better have Campari.

Her:  I’m pretty sure they do.

Me:  And I’m not sure about the place you’re talking about but I love an adventure.  Here’s the deal (I say that alot) we can go there for 1 drink but unless it’s really awesome… I have a short attention span and like to bounce to different places when I’m out to keep things interesting.

Her:  It’s a really cool Jazz place.  Unless you were think you were gonna say, “I know – let’s go back to my place.”

Me: Yea, Don’t think you’re that lucky.  I’m not just a guy you can have your way with.  You at least have to buy me a drink first.

Her:  Buy YOU a drink?

Me:  Yea, but no promises.  And not saying if you will, but if You were to come back to my place I could show you my Lavish Fireplace and My Library inside of my international art gallery that I live in.

Her:  Is it a real fireplace?

Me:  It would appear that way.

Her:  With real wood logs that actually Burn?

Me:  I mean, it would seem that way.

Her:  That’s what I thought.

(I was referring to a Windows Media Player Visualization called Yule Log on my laptop and using S-Video I plug my laptop into my TV which is HUGE so…   :p  )

Me:  You’re used to getting your way aren’t you.

Her:  Yes.  Actually I am!

Me:  Well I guess we’re fucked, because I am too.  Let’s just shake hands now and go our seperate ways. (bodyrock away then back while extending my hand.) Pleasure meeting you.

She laughed and I think I told her, “Man you look fucking cute tonight.  I love your coat, it’s hypnotic.  You better not be trying to hypnotize me with some weird voodoo love shit.” (using appropriate hand movements and facial expressions – I love hintdropping about what I am to the chicks.)

So I let her drive.  While we were walking I threw a line out when she was talking about the club.

Me:  How do I know you’re not gonna take me somewhere where this guy’s gonna be waiting behind the door to club me in the head with a blackjack, and I’m gonna wake up on some table as part of some weird ritual or whatever?

Her:  You watch too many weird movies.

Me:  It could happen.

So we get to her car and off we go in her nice clean rental.  We arrive at Baker’s Keyboard Lounge after I let her get lost a little so I can neg her.

Me:  Am I gonna make it back home tonight?

I made a couple different comments about her driving but not too much.  As I said in my FR to this LR, I don’t TRY to neg or c&f anymore because really it’s something I naturally will throw into a conversation anyway.  If I try to do it on purpose it gets a little too dicky or even comes across as confrontational.

Also we discussed where she’s from, Uruguay.

She was telling me all about the difference between Uruguay and Paraguay and how much better Uruguay was for some reason and so for the rest of the night whenever the topic came up I would mistake her as being from Paraguay.  For the rest of the night at periods of time we would retouch the subject and I learned some interesting facts; one being that Uruguay is known for having really good Beef, however due to recent droughts their cattle market is suffering a little.  Also, she said there is an Irish Bar in Paraguay – oops – I mean Uruguay  near where she lives.

She also started talking about how Michigan people use the Hand to show people where they live.  I said, “I make fun of people that do that.”

Her:  It makes sense, like if someone lives in the thumb they can point to where they live to show people.

Me:  I think what you mean is people in the Thumb are the ones doing  the hand thing.

The other thing she told me was how this was pretty adventurous for her, and that her friends were saying, “You’re crazy!  You don’t even know this guy!  You only just met him and you’re already going to meet him out somewhere?”  But here she was anyway.  Good old, “Attraction isn’t a choice…”   I played with it a little but I can’t remember what I said.

So we arrive on our second day2 venue.

This place was hoppin.  We got there and it was already packed with excited guests and a full bar with the smell of Soul Food wafting through the air and punching me in the nose in a pleasant way.  Btw, for those of you keeping score at home, she payed for parking and cover for both of us to get in; $13 so far; mainly because I kept the frame, but not too pushy like, that this was her idea so there was no weirdness for her in any way to flip the bill a little.  I tell the hostess, “Give us a table for 2 and a good one.”

She does – we get a seat center stage – I mean dead center.  No band yet because keep in mind the meeting time was 7:15 which means shit don’t start till 9:30 – 10 which give me PLENTY of time to run verbal game.  They got these cool little 2 seater booths which are IDEAL for couples.  I let her slide in first and then slide in next to her and the she shit tests me.

Her:  “What’s with all the crowding me in.”

I look at her funny and get back up while saying, “Well then you sit on the outside and you can have all the room you want.  I like to relax.”  We switch and she sit’s away from me.

We order drinks.  She gets a Bailey’s on the rocks and I order a Negroni  which is 1oz each of Gin, Campari and Sweet Vermouth on the rocks with an orange slice garnish.  They don’t have it so I cue up on something simpler – a Colorado Bulldog which is 1-½ oz Vodka, ½ oz Kahlua, 1-½ oz milk, and a spash of coke on ice in a highball.  I never had one before this but it was really fucking good.

The things I did – Well, let’s see if I can list them out not necessarily in order AT ALL.  I’ll get to that later. (if you wanna know something ASK and I will be happy to give you details.)

+On the fly patterning.
+Incredible Connection
+Wants vs. Craving
+Everyone is so different but the same pattern (more connection)
+Push Pull I.e. “I like you, you’re super fun.  I mean don’t get me wrong you could totally fuck the whole thing up, but SO FAR you’re a pretty cool cat.” (Edit on a Mystery sound bite – in my own words)
+Discovery Channel (open loop, never closed)
+Style’s EV (open loop, never closed)
+Twin Brothers Scenario (open loop, never closed)
+Let’s see if we fit. (Kino gambit from homeboy Sonics)
+Constant Kino (Sonics)
+Kino Escalation with takeaways and fractionation.
+Snoopy Palm Reading (credit – Matt Savior, Juggler instructor)
+Learn to love yourself (My own)
+My first memory (My own)
+Bubbles – Kino routine (My own)
+The breakup and exes (My own)
+My mother told me that I got culture shock when I was really little (sound bite to suggest I’m VERY different)
Are you into PDA?  I love PDA. (sound bite)
+Say more please. (sound bite/compliance – Ross Jeffries)
+We’re only here for 20,000 days (sound bite)
+That’s all you get.
+The best you can hope for is Amazing company and Great conversation.
+TV Commercial (sound bite – Ross Jeffries)

Jesus, I just realized something.  I always thought I didn’t use or even know that many routines.  I never actually listed them.  I use a lot of motherfucking routines.  I’m impressed.

I guess the reason I didn’t know I used so many Gambits was that I so not have a structure to my game.  I just plow.  Meanwhile I know that most of the Verbal Routines I used early on while escalating Kino while closing the gap.

I’ll explain a few – keeping in mind I know pretty much the beginning from the end but not necessarily the exact order.  I do know key moments though.  Before it was just fluff, getting to know and push pull, and I was practicing Questions into Statements.  Then I know in the first half (I will call it) I used the grounding stuff.

My first memory:
“When I was little I lived in Frankfurt Germany and we stayed in this place called the Hessesher Hof for a while before we moved into an apartment.  I remember being at breakfast one morning and We hadn’t ordered yet.  All I knew is that I wanted Belgian Waffles.  I just totally had this huge craving for em.  You ever get a craving for something? “

Her: yea.

Wants vs. Cravings pattern which was also one I picked out of a video that he made up with a student as an example for training people how to construct patterns.

Then back in:
“So the waiter came over and brought out food and he gave me Belgian waffles, but I never ordered them.  I said to him, ‘How did you know I wanted Belgian Waffles?’  He said, ‘Because that’s what you get every day….’  And the moral of the story is?” and I pointed to her.

Her:  That you like Belgian waffles.
Me:  No.  That’s when I discovered I could remember stuff.  That was my first memory.
I was like, “Wow!  I can remember things!”  (end thread – stack forward)

Soon I was grounding a little about how I’m a bartender, a social guy and different than other men.  This was where I used the “culture shock” sound bite and then “The Breakup and Exes.” routine which is a true story I use in a lot of sets.  When I’m explaining my lifestyle to them, and making myself out to be free spirited and social and a lot of times they ask me questions about my relationships.  In this case she asked, “So what’s the longest relationship you’ve ever had?”

Routine (true story) The Breakup and Exes:
Me:  I dunno, probably a year, but that’s a LOOONG time for me.  I had those a couple times.  They were fun but I’m not gonna string someone along if I know I can’t be what they want me to be.  And they were fun relationships.  I still talk to most of them.  Right now I have a girl that still calls me 4 years later and another one who I still talk to 6 years after we hung out.  We just touch base on the phone from time to time.  It’s because I don’t really think of relationships like a lot of people.  I figure if shits not gonna work out it doesn’t mean anyone did shit wrong or whatever, it just happens.  You share the fun good times and learn stuff together and then whatever happens and you break up.  But it doesn’t have to be weird or angry like most people think.

I’ll give you an example.  One girl I broke up with; the day we broke up this is how it happened.  I took her to lunch in Royal Oak, we chilled and relaxed and had some wine, I bought her this nice choker, we went back to her place and made love…

Her:  And then you broke up…?
Me:  And then we broke up…

I guess I just think differently about shit.  My mother said I got Culture Shock when I was little.  I was back and forth between here and Germany at a very young age so she said I was very different in a good way.  Like I could look at life and see it as an adventure.  I just -go with the flow- I guess.  I mean, what about you…  What are you Passionate about?

So from here I got her talking about passions first then broke into Style’s EV.  I got three answers out of her.  The first answer was her Son, and the second was that she felt that she could show him the world THROUGH HER EYES and the third was Proud (after prompting her to get past her first answer of “Great.” or something).

I never did finish the ending because she asked me, “Why. What do you feel passionate about?  Probably being social.  That’s why you’re a bartender.”

Well, ya.  I do love being social,  but I’m really shy and have trouble meeting new people.  I never know what to say.

Her:  Ya RIGHT!!
Me:  (Grin) No, I’m SERIOUS!!

But then she started giving me shit about going with the flow and how it doesn’t work and isn’t practical in life.  How people who do that can’t be successful or whatever.

Me:  I think you and I are actually agreeing but perhaps we are thinking about what -go with the flow- means differently.

Here, Give me your hand.

Routine (Bubbles – Borrowed from a concept I learned about before PickUp which was from – of all things – A Video Game for the PC.  AD&D Baldur’s Gate.  You could play your characters a certain way and at a certain point in the game it went into this story about how my character lived his life and it was pretty cool because it made total sense to me – so I revived it and use it as a Kino Escalation routine.)

She does and I hold it and draw on it (got the idea from some other PUA – Mehow maybe? but incorporated it into my own routine.) Ok, one might say that life is like a bunch of bubbles (draw bubbles on her palm with your hand) and that they are flowing in a certain direction (trace your fingers to show her the flow, silly!)  Now, there are those who go with the bubbles and do what they are supposed to and what’s expected, and then there are those who go against the bubbles (you are drawing all this btw) because they want to try and do their own thing and that’s what they think it means.  Now that cover’s most people.  But there are a certain few, like maybe 10%, maybe even as little as 1%, who bounce from bubble to bubble going whatever way they want whenever they feel like it.  If they wanna go somewhere else, they can just bounce  from one bubble to the next without getting wrapped up in one direction.  That’s what I mean by go with the flow, but I guess that’s not really going with the flow at all, now is it.  (end thread)

So she agreed but still started giving me shit about how it doesn’t work (but I was kino escalating which was the point.)

So I said, “Does it not work for everybody, or does it not work in your own experience.?  Look at it this way…

Routine (“Learn to love yourself” – I got it from a House track way back before I studied PickUp and memorized it.  I didn‘t have a reason then, but now I do!!  This is a GREAT routine to get a chick to POWERFULLY feel like she‘s an individual who can make her own decisions, as well as instilling in her resistance to the Fatty pulling her away, ASD, Societal programming and all that shit.  PS – Five bucks to the person who can name the track and who it‘s by.  I still don‘t know, even though I have it in two different live sets on my laptop.)

Me:  I wanna do this the way I wanna do it.  I wanna determine my own destiny!  I don’t’ wanna be a mass personality.  I don’t wanna be a One Dimension.  I wanna be ME.  I wanna be Human!

Me:  We dress a certain way, we walk a certain way, we talk a certain way, we create a certain way,  we paint a certain way, we… we make love a certain way.  You know, all of these things we do in  a different… unique… specific way that is personally ours.  And we… decide… that it is time for us to… to take over our own lives.. And do it the way we know we wanna do it… as opposed to having someone else continually… depersonalize us… and tell us… how we’re supposed to do something because they are viewing us through THEIR eyes… not through Our Eyes.

Me:  If they couldn’t see it they could just feel it Naturally.
(end thread – stack forward)

She Enthusiastically agreed.

She ordered food and it had arrived and so during that time I used the TV commercial.

TV Commercial: I saw a commercial on TV that reminds me of this.  I can’t even remember what the hell it was for but the woman is eating with the man (the original sound bite I picked out of RJ teaching on a Video – He didn‘t tell anyone it was a pattern, he just did it.  I find that some of his best stuff is stuff he does but doesn‘t necessarily actively teach.  You gotta kinda pick it up.  His was, ”…the woman looks at the man…) “You know you want something… you can’t resist it any longer… you gotta have it… and the more you try to push it away…  the more you know you need it right… now.”

This girl was a polarity responder.  She was still pretty disagreeable up until  I started saying things like “You really shouldn’t allow yourself to relax and completely open yourself up to this experience, and let the good vibe penetrate deep inside you and fill you up to the point….  Blah blah blah.  OR.  You don’t have to blah blah blah.  I don’t really know what I said verbatim because this stuff, to attempt to kill her resistance, was on the fly. Finally after one particular, “You really shouldn’t… and some on the fly stuff I broke right into, “When you really feel that sense, of an incredible connection with a guy….”

Also, I can’t remember if this was before or after I.C. but I used the fact that she traveled as a segue into, “Isn’t it interesting how everyone is so different and yet in so many ways we’re all the same?…” which is another I.C. pattern.  Actually as I think about it I’m pretty sure “Isn’t it interesting…“ was first and standard I.C. was second because it was like this – after the Standard I.C. I saw that I had hit pay dirt – D.D.B. and enthusiastic response and the Polarity responses stopped.

I knew it was playtime and so it was Kino escalation in the way of first, Snoopy palm reading because she mentioned something about how I had some sort of insight about life or whatever so I was like, here I’ll read your palm, but this is totally just a bullshit kino thing and it’s fun – not serious at all.

Then “Let’s see if we fit.” and I’m sure in in this area there was twice that I did hand throws.

She was done eating and I suggested we leave and go somewhere else and we were gonna.  I was like,  “I gotta use the guys room first so brb.  I got up and as I did my brain was like, “Kiss her dude – at least on the cheek.” so I did and at the same time she said she had to go to the ladies room as well.  So we worked our way through and when I got to the little are near the Restrooms my mind was saying “You have to kiss her now dude! It’s time.” and I have learned that when the brains says shit like, “Time to kiss or Time to Fuck or whatever it IS – but we all know that already.”

So I said, “Comehere.” and she hesitated a little
Her:  What?
Me:  Come HERE – and then we kissed.

(please don’t come at me with shit about bathroom fucking – I have no idea what some guys are all fired up about fucking some girl in a Germy, nasty, smelly, dirty and uncomfortable place like a bathroom for but I have ABSOLUTELY no interest.)

I was in the bathroom and the drummer I saw for the band was in there and I joked with him about when they planned on going on.  It sounded like they were getting ready to start after he smoked.  I said,  You mean cigarettes or….?”

He laughed and responded with, “well… you know.”

So here’s where the night escalated.  The band went on and they were GREAT:  WE ordered another round of drinks instead of leaving.  They were called, The Brothers Groove

Soon I was kino escalating FAST with takeaways.  To her leg, “that’s all you get.” and the back of her neck where she started saying she loved it because she was catlike. I did shitloads of kino with takeaways finally getting to the point where when I was doing takeaways she was saying shit like, “Why did you stop?” or when I was twirling in her hand and took it away she looked at me and opened and closed her hand as if to say ,”WTF.”

Also she, at one point, picked up her coat that was placed between us and moved it and slid in right next to me.

And then soon after one neck deal I pulled away and when she said something, I said, “Say – More please.”

She was like, “moooorrre Pleeeaaassse!!!”

Now I know I missed the Discovery channel pattern part because I did half of it but then she said she hated amusement parks so I cut the thread while asking her what was something she did like, and busting on her saying, “Gokart tracks? Or Puttputt golf?”

Also it got to the point where I was doing Constant Kino even during my takeaways, even if it meant my knee touching her leg or whatever.  The rest of the stuff on the list above was in there I just don’t remember exactly where.

All I know is it was DONE DEAL but I liked the band and the vibe that place was giving off and so did she so we stayed for the first set.   We talked a little about what to do after with suggestions of where we could go.  Instead of talking loud I actually talked Quiet and Leaned in to say it in her ear while nuzzling her or whatever.  Once the Band’s first set was over it was simple.

Me:  So I suppose we could go check out some other places, or we could even go back to my art gallery home and read books from my library.

Her:  (smiling) We can go to your house.

We were here like 10 minutes, enough time for me to light candles and turn on some Portishead, Tricky, Bjork and Similar Sex music.  She laid on my couch.

And already knowing her answer I said, “So…  What do you feel like doing?”

Her with her eyes closed relaxing on my futon:  I want some Cuddle time.

I mean that was it.  Within a few minutes we were completely naked and My head bus buried between her legs and we went from there.  We stopped for a bit only so she could soak it in after screaming OMG! For five minutes straight.  I really think that there is an overlooked secret to orgasms and I try to encourage it in Women I hook up with.  The secret is simple.  When you have one DO NOT MOVE afterwards.  Sit there and let it soak in your head.  It’s like a Buzz but when people move around right after sex the buzz goes away.  So while she was laying there I simply said, Don’t move.  Just chill.  Relax.  Let it soak in.

And as is habit I went to the fridge to look for something to drink like beer or wine.  I was out!!!  After giving a girl an Great Orgasm I always want a drink and This time I had nothing.  SHIT!

So instead we after a bit we just moved to my bedroom.

Afterwards she got dressed and some things that stood out.  She kept making comments about how I was different and instead of biting on them I would continue talking about whatever as if I didn’t even notice them.  The reason was to instill it in her head.  Finally after one comment I ignored she remarked about it by making a face.

I said, “Look.  If I had money for every time people told me that I wouldn’t have to work.  I already told you that earlier.”

Her:  I know, but it’s one thing when you say it, and it’s completely different when I experience it for myself.

One other thing was that we were talking about the sex afterwards and I said, “So would you give it a 10?”
Her:  I mean…  (she paused and I started getting worried for a split second)
Her:  Yea.  I would.  That was one of the best I think I’ve ever had.
(I am NOT bullshitting you.  Learn the skills kids.  I will give you a hint of one thing she absolutely adored.  Me eating her out to match the beat of Portishead songs for starters.  If I didn’t hear this stuff a lot I would never believe it, but I do. All it takes is creativity.)

Finally she was telling me how comfortable she was at my home.  She also told me she was a bit of a Slut when she was growing up but that even so it was all social circle and that, “This is weird.  I don’t do this kinda stuff.”

Me:  Is it weird, or is it just different than what you’re used to experiencing?

Meanwhile she relayed that she was super comfortable around me and once when I told her, “You gotta go!”
Her response was simply, “No…  I’m ok.  I really comfortable here.” as if her being comfortable outweighed me telling her to go.

I was joking afterall but trying to sound serious.

That’s a long one.  She left the same night.  I got a text a bit ago saying,  I had a really good time with you on Friday.

I responded with:  I was just thinking about you.  We still on for tomorrow or would you wanna come over earlier, say tonight?

After a couple more minutes I sent another text to add fuel to the fire:  I think you left a little of your Yummy scent here to haunt me and keep reminding me of you, Jerk! Wink

The end…  (well at least for the purposes of this blog…)

Like I said if anyone wants details on any of this stuff I’ll hook it up.  Meanwhile Comment, Subscribe all that blah blah!

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Cheers!

Lay Report: Blissfully Key Westy – Or I could name it Key West Fuck Parade to sound cool…

Tsod:

I’m posting these reports for the benefit of my students and other guys who I have directed here so they can learn pickup from Real Life experiences instead of endless theory.  Also, if you read the Seduction Chronicles you will notice that was one of the main intentions of this blog, to actually recycle some of the writings I’ve done online for various Forums or whatever.

The Good News about these reports is, that if you’re looking to get laid, I think these will be a Fantastic Resource for you to step up your game. I tend to break things down VERY Specifically.  I write stream of consciousness and many times I will dissect very deeply into why I did things or why specific tactics or techniques worked; and, of course, the proper mindset at the time.  (However, as an aside, I do notice how much my mindset has changed WAY for the better from a few years ago to now.)

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This story took place in 2009 back when I was in Key West on a journey to find my life.

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November 24th, 2009, 7:56 pm

Well if you read my last LR you know that I almost immediately hooked up with a tourist. Now it’s going on a month and about 10 days. I stopped sarging actively for the MOST part – even up till now I haven’t really actively sarged. There were a few times but not so many. I was running low on cash and needed my own place ASAP. I was lucky enough to find a guy who decided he’d work something out with me so I could pay in chunks for the first month.

So I got a job and started working and still I am in the hole. So work is priority. Cool! But I get 1 day off a week and work ends at 10pm and starts at 2pm. So I can do a little before and after BUT still, I don’t quite get into the “Go to the bar and NOT drink.” vibe. If I go out, I drink! That’s the fucking point of being in a bar.

I love the taste of alcohol, beer and wine and I love buzzes. I despise hangovers but oh well. You gotta pay to play. My point is I’m not going out as much because I’m trying to SAVE. And yet, I am not in a hurry at all!

Here’s why.

After the tourist I had a nice little romp with a gal I met in the spinach/lettuice section of Winn-Dixie, which is a Grocery Store chain down here. I open and vibed and timebridged her but it was about 3 weeks ago so I can’t remember the specifics. I was busy looking for work and a place to stay so the FR moved to the back seat.

The only thing is that she has also seemingly moved to the slow track. She seems to work alot and she is HOT. I mean HOT. She is definately in the top 3 chicks I have had naked and sucked all over her body. I didn’t full close. I keep being Mr Nice guy when it comes to LMR and keep fooling myself into believeing that I will make her want it more if I don’t fuck her right away. Why? I’m trying to tweak the idea of making them want to see me again. Whatever, I’ll figure it out. This is a new thing for me. I was fucking chicks faster and now I’m trying to slow it down – there is some experiment my brain is running with all this – I know it, I’m just not exactly sure what that is right now. I’ll know soon enough. I think that it has something to do with David X saying that when he KNEW he could fuck a chick he would make her wait.

And I think that shit works WITH the right followup AFTER you let her go without fucking her. I think the experiment is, trying to figure out WHAT exactly (by trial and error) that followup is; WHICH is what I think I have discovered!! (read on)

But the key is I met her at Winn Dixie. The set was fun. I exchanged numbers and during our talking I discovered she liked unfiltered sake. Well fuck me too so do I and for real. So we set up the day2.

On that set I drank. I can remember using some routines from the likes of Ross Jeffries, In10se, El Topo and a few of my own. The day2 ended with me leaving empty handed and going home alone EXCEPT for the fact that She paid for ALL my sake. I spent 0 dollars.

Meanwhile that was day2. Then I timebridged her that night. We decided to go out again a few nights later and so we did. We met up at Grand Vin.

The interestesting thing about this was the fact that this day3 sucked ass at the beginning. I was a little stressed because of my current limbo living situation and I met up with her. Although I had my game face on it was a tough night. This was a girl who had guys hitting on her when I was with her. The first guy was random nice guy chode AFC. He was a local from the island and struk up a conversation with her while I went to get a beer and go to the bathroom. I come back and he’s doing all the “Where do you work?” blah blah to her then starts playing the name game.

Fine. I kept trying to gain control of the conversation but my brain was not the usual chatterhouse of topics for the evening SO this guy kept regaining her attention. Finally I literally stood up from where I was sitting while talking about leaving and body-blocked him out of set. He got the hint and then sat back where he was before but that happened to be on the opposite side of me with my girl between us. He starts back in with the “Familiar” talk and soon I’m fighting for attention again and getting frustrated.

And then I hear him talking to her… and he slips in the SOI. The sexually suggestive comment. Fucker! He’s trying to snake my chick, but that was already obvious. Now it was just out in the open. So now I grab my drink and tell my chick, “Drink up… I’m tired of sitting here. I wanna walk.. It’s nice out.”

She relents but the vibe starts to get weird. We’re walking around and she’s walking ahead of me. There is obvious uncomfortableness going down. If this happens I usually stop walking and start going in different directions or whatever. I am not following the chick around. No way. I ended up turing down random streets and going all over the place because she kept walking ahead and doing shit that was uncomfortable and creating a shitty vibe. Maybe I was too but I was not about to be AFC and both follow and reward her bad behavior.

We run into this other guy she knows and Immediately the guy tries to AMOG me. He says, “Nice necklace.” and pokes my necklace.

And my inner self wants to smash him in his face. BUT then of course that would mean I lost my cool and blow the set. So I don’t. I keep my cool and thank him. We start chatting. He was out selling key-west coconuts which grow all over the place locally. You cut the top off and drink the coconut milk.

They went through the cursory “hello”s and I was polite enough to listen and just talk but not blow my frame. This guy was trying to be the alpha of the situation but I was throwing shit back. He decided to make me a coconut juice and hand it to me and then tell me, “Be careful and don’t spill it all over yourself.”

I replied, “Ya good idea. I don’t want to get my clothes all dirty like yours.” said very politely as I gestured to his clothing which was indeed dirty.

So he’s talking and soon he’s into what sounds to me VERY much like a comfort story; a fucking grounding sequence. Now I don’t think he’s a pua but he’s telling this girl i’m with an identity story. He’s at it a couple minutes and I’m listening thinking, “No way is this fucking guy going to run comfort on my chick in front of me!” (The thing is, I was just watching Tim’s Natural Method the day before where he talks about Chode Hope. I was thinking – “No – I AM doing Chode Hope right now! This will NOT STAND!”)

So he’s getting to a part of his story where he’s telling my chick, “You see… When I was growing up in my country…”

“You know what!?” I say really loud but evenly relaxed talking over him. I don’t wait for him to pause, “This is a pretty smart idea; selling these coconuts. I mean, you got your truck here filled with em. I know they grow free all over the island so there’s no overhead. You can go into people’s yards at night or whatever and pick their coconuts for free. I just had a lady yesterday almost beg me to come get them from the trees in her yard as long as I cleaned up after myself. Must be a pretty decent business. I bet you could even stay in your truck if you needed a cheap place to stay.”

I was saying this like it was the coolest thing in the world. I was acting truely interested while peppering him with DLV tags pretty quickly… and he just stood there not knowing what to say. There may have been more to my story but the deal was that I was making him out to be pretty much a homeless guy who lived in his truck and snuck into people’s yards in the middle of the night to steal their coconuts and sell them on the street.

Then after that I saw a cute chick a few feet away I had spoken with a couple of times on the island and I ejected the set leaving him and my chick HBIvy (from now on) to themselves. Of course a moment later HBIvy was saying “bye” to the guy and coming over to see who I was talking to…

We talked for a couple minutes and then I ejected and we started walking some more. The weird vibe was still there. I thought to myself, “Fuck This! It’s go time. This is either going to go to shit OR it’s gonna happen and it’s happening now.

So I brought light upon the situation. I called it out. I told her I knew the weird vibe was there between us and I’m not used to it. I said, “I’m a pretty laid back guy. I like to have fun. We had fun last time but this shit is weird. Let’s just call it a night.”

She told me she was hungry and wasn’t gonna go out tonight and tired and all this blah blah and she was sorry she was acting like this. Then we kept walking around talking about it for a couple minutes but it really wasn’t moving anything forward so finally I was just like, “Come here…”

Right in the middle of her complaining and griping I just stopped her and said it. She stopped and I pulled her in and kissed her. At first she was like… WTF? She kinda paused for a brief instant like she didn’t know what was going on and then I heard her say, “uh.. ok.” and the she started kissing me back.

Done deal. The vibe was immediately gone. We both relaxed instantly and started having fun. I said, “Look, I got alot of pressure too. I’m fucking couch surfing in the middle of a house where all they do is watch Family Guy, My Name is Earl and that fucking space show the Simpson’s guy made. To tell you the truth I would just LOVE to chill and watch a movie or listen to some kickass music somewhere; to chill, relax and have a drink.

She said, “we could go to my house…”

=)

I seem to be getting good at this. Chicks here are always inviting themselves to do shit with me. LOL. Be Interesting.

So back to her house we went. We started drinking sake. Constant kino was on. IOM was on. She draped her legs over me and I put on Pandora with only 1 artist inputted into it to set the entire mood: Tricky. That’s all I needed.

Long story short we were all over each other. I had her pretty much completely naked and this chick is HOT. Her fucking body is amazing and her tits? Funny thing. This girl is the sweetest girl on earth. She’s totally polite and nice and friendly and has that southern belle thing going but she had these amazing Fake tits – FAKE. LOL. The last thing I would have thought this chick would have is fake titties but there they were in all their glory – beautiful fake boobs. Her body was toned and awesome.

I pretty much licked and but every part of it – but for some reason I got LMR. That’s fine. I had an amazing time making out with her and she did with me as well. No sex? Not yet. It’s going to happen. Trust. Many say that if you miss the opportunity and don’t break through LMR it’s not going to happen. Bullshit.

I have proven to myself several times that indeed it WILL happen. I just did it again. The key is that guys get too focused on closing the girl once they hit LMR and then they try to finish the job. The girl knows this and then ASD kicks in and they guy is shut out. So what do you do? You let her know it’s cool and that sex is no big deal.

Then she will fuck you later. Brad-P says Girls are not in a hurry to have sex with you. They can pretty much wait indefinitely. GUYS are in a hurry. Girls sense when guys are in a hurry and then they don’t want it anymore. So the key is – don’t be in a hurry.

That’s where freezeouts come in. But in other situations I really just like to go home, leave her wanting more and then solidify it. I used to do this alot. Then I tried hurrying the close lately after I almost got there and then I realised that THAT is why the chicks were losing interest. I was trying to CLOSE them. TRYING.

So here I have just relaxed. I was working one day and there was this sexy, hot, black chick whom I was serving. She was reading some book by the guy who wrote the Davinci Code. I started flirting but Not flirting. I wasn’t really gaming either but I sense we both knew what was going on. She turned out to be a vet. She also had a bulldog.

“We should both walk our dogs together. I love that there are so many dog-friendly places here. I’ll tell you what. Do you have facebook? Cool! If you want write your facebook down on something before you leave and I’ll be in touch.” That was that.

So HB Davinci finished her food and reading and I brought her a bill. When she left her facebook was on a napkin and for 2 days I didn’t look for it. As a matter of fact once I did she had already found me and sent me a friend request. I befriended her and left a comment to one of her updates.

Her comment was along the lines of, “Going out tonight!” or some such blah-blah. It was on her wall. She was not necessarily directing it towards me. Or was she…? I said, “Lucky you. I’ll be at work till 10.”

She replied, “I’ll stop by and say hi.”

And she did – at what time? 9:30. Dressed sexy. My S.A (Server Assistant). was like, “That’s a beautiful girl!” and then next thing you know I’m talking to her and he hears me say, “So come by at about 10 and we’ll go have a drink.”

“You know her?” he asked me all bewildered…

“Ya. She’s a friend of mine.” I replied.

“She’s beautiful!!” he repeated like he was in awe.

And so I happily finished my work shift and went outside to see if she should show up. And I waited. Another girl I work with came out and was hanging around and mentioned she was going to go have a drink at a place nearby. She was most definitely hinting. I was getting the vibe HBDavinci wasn’t coming.

I still do the 15 minute rule (Louis & Copeland) and it was like 11 minutes in… Shit!

First of all, though – let me explain the backdrop of my work situation so you can get a look into the daily experience that is Me being a Server at a french cafe so you can kinda get an idea why “chick I work with” came out hinting about going to have a drink.

I work with mostly girls. There are several very cute chicks there. There is one ethiopian, one french chick, a few eastern europeans and a couple sexy young americans that work the coffee/bakery part. The ethiopian likes me – apparently she was instrumental in getting me hired. She is definately cute as hell and pretty cool. She even rides a motorcycle. I’ll call her HBMezerat. She kisses me on the lips every day. She comes by and rubs me or brushes me or pokes me. We are very affectionate to each other. Keep in mind I work with these chicks, though, so when you say, “Well then how come you’re not fucking her yet?” my answer to you might be – well, because I work there and I will fuck her or I wont but I’m not going to blow out the set and risk weirdness at work. Just going out with this chick in public is great social proof especially when, like last night, the OTHER hot chick I work with comes along. HBFrancais is a sexy ass, well built french chick that speaks broken english. HOT. She has called me “Rrrrrrrr” a few times as if she purrs my name. She also Might like me.

We give each other eskimo kisses and shit like that but she is very naturally push-pull. She complained a couple days ago how I never called her. Then I said, “Ok we’ll go have a drink tomorrow. I promise.”

Then the next day she couldn’t but I played it perfectly. I developed the art of suggestion without ties. I will throw something out there as an open ended statement. “I’m going to have a drink after work.”

If she says, “That sounds like fun.” well then it’s on.

BUT

If she says, “I can’t tonight…” Then my response is usually something like, “No… Silly ass. I wasn’t inviting you. I already have someone who wants to hang out.”

Last night HBMezerat was trying to Coquette me complaining about a text I sent her that said “Jerk.” After she bitched about it she left to go across the street to a different bar. Trying to get me to chase. Seconds later HBFrancais noticed me sitting there NOT following them all across the street and came over to me, “You come with?”

I was like,”I dunno. I’m just chilling. I like this place.”

“Noooo. You come with.” She wasn’t demanding, she was trying to convince me with her broken english to come with them.

So I’m gaming, work style. It kinda just has to “sort of happen.” If I’m gonna fuck these chicks. HBMezerat is trying to get me to chase. I’m just kinda sitting back playing it cool. There are other girls there. I have had my ass pinched a couple times at random. I feel good at this place. I work nights alone (serving as the only server) mostly but whatever… It’s fun.

Another example: Two days ago HBMezerat came into the room where I was getting drinks or whatever. Let’s call it the kitchen. The kitchen is right next to the bake shop where the young but legally aged girl works who has a cute face BUT an amazingly tight body. So anyway, Mezerat kissed me full on the lips. The HBbakeshop said “Ooooohhhh. Nice one.” and then today I went in to check my schedule and I get hit by a wad of paper thrown by a smiling HBbakeshop… She’s flirting now. Ha! Social Proof.

On the same note but in a different way, I flirted with a chick way way back when I first got here who was working in a coffeeshop. I found out she was from My old stomping grounds – go figure. Flint, MI – Almost home of Juggler who says he’s from Flint but was really a Flushing kid. That’s a little – Alot Nicer than Flint. But he told me once his parents were the original owner’s of Mad Hatter. You’ll only know wtf I’m talking about if you too were a Flint Kid.

So The chick ended up being married to another Flint Kid. The thing is, I believe in Honor. So as cute as I think the Flint Chick is I will not try to go for her because I met the Flint guy and he’s cool people. So with that in mind now we are all friends. Cool shit. I have another Flint crew and it’s not even in Flint. AWESOME!! There’s something about a Flint crew. I can’t explain it. Some of my best memories ever were with my old Flint crew and at that time I was a hopeless AFC. Now I’m a cool guy. The girl is giving me shit all the time now. She said playfully last time we hung out, “You’re not getting any pussy tonight. You’re chilling with the crew.” and then goes into this story about how she sees me talking to this girl or that girl and how she feels bad because they’re always like, “WTF. There goes R—— again talking to some chick.” and how they’re already on their way to this place or that so they’re accidentally cbing me. Not really. Why?

Because then she went into another story about her cute roomate who would totally be awesome for a guy like me. “She’s just like you. She can fuck a guy and be like, “that was that!” and not get all attached.” You guys should really meet each other. And I met her today by chance as I went to get a coffee at the place where the Flint Chick works. So I did my proper timebridge on a warm set and soon enough… Wednesday night we are going to “Walk my Dog.” That’s my lazy man’s approach to a Timebridge. Sonics took a picture of my dog and sent it to me. It’s a BEAUTIFUL pic of my bulldog with his mouth open. It looks like he’s smiling. So I always show women the pic. Done deal. But I digress so without further ado;

Now back to our story: So the chick who came out to hint at a drink with me is an entirely different server and I almost bit too but seconds later here came HBDavinci. PS – No dog. I love how a timebridge works. The actual reason we’re hanging out is almost never the actual thing we do. Not that I don’t LOVE my dog. However, we did walk back to my house a few blocks away and get my dog. I really don’t want to keep calling my dog “my dog” but his name is totally recognisable so I have to think up an Alias; a wing name if you will. I got it… Toby!

So we went and got Toby – it’s kinda the David DeAngelo bit about going in and leaving again. That’s what we did. On the walk to G—-V– I was kinoing her around her back and moving a little to not make the kino stale. I think I’ve heard some guys shit all over the concept of putting your hand on the small of the back, “Creepy small of the back guy!” or whatever. However just like alot of this shit it’s not the What but the HOW.

I learned from a Lesbian Friend of mine, HBSmokey, that women love it when you Massage the small of the back. They have alot of tension there. That’s where the small of the back thing came from. It’s just that guys don’t really know that for the most part so they just stand there all douchy like with their hand hovering on the small of her back looking like a retard. However, I usually do 2 places. The back of their neck or the small of their back and I am kneading with my fingers. Lightly on the neck and a little more forceful on the small. They like it alot. So if you wanna put your arm around her and put your hand on the small of her back, make it useful and you’ll set yourself apart from the rest of the chodes out there. Even routine it. “Women have alot of tension in the small of your backs. How’s this feel…? Alright but that’s all you get.”

Soon – Bam, her arm was around my back in return before we even got to our first day2 venue. Once we got there it was chit-chat and a couple light routines maybe and soon I just went for the kiss. Done deal. I don’t really even say much anymore. I just know when it’s time to kiss for the BEST effect. I’m not talking Club Makeout; I’m talking about kissing them when it’s seductive and escalates the interaction sexually. Like the sexual door opens and I step through at the right time. You learn this by skipping all the Kiss Routines and just feeling it in your gut. Instinct. When you’re with a girl you will FEEL it. Things will be progressing and your body will tell you, “Kiss her now.” You do. It doesn’t matter where you’re at or when it happens. She’s feeling it too so fuck it, just go for it. You may even fail. She may turn away. But it’s there and EVEN in many cases where a chick denied me at first it REALLY set the tone and I ended up fucking her anyway.

In the other extreme when I was afraid to go for it when my body said GO the interaction would stale, especially if I said, “Well I’ll just wait till the right time.” The right time is when you’re body says GO because according to the book, “The One Hour Orgasm.” when you are feeling something like that it is BECAUSE she is feeling it too. Like you are sending primal messages to each other on an instinctive level.

You can get an idea by watching videos like the ones at Girlkiss.com Sounds stupid but they really do put on a good act of capturing the IOM for kissing. PS – Don’t get all hot and masturbate to it – it’s for EDUCATION. Save it for the field.

Plus the seduction location Grand Vin is a GREAT place. Not too busy, not too not busy. It’s a quaint old house with a nice sized 2 tier patio outside and usually there is a cool live band playing on one corner of the upper tier of the patio. Lot’s of wine, good selection of beer and I’m socially proofed with the staff already. The gal that works there likes to give me a big hug and we usually kiss each other full on the lips when I go there to chill. Perfect mood-setting location if you are EVER in Key West. (PS – if you are look me up! This is a virtual PUA playground.)

Grand Vin Wine Bar – Key West, FL

So we’re sitting, listening to music. She’s drinking wine and me beer. I think back at my house I started doing Brad-P smart Girl tests to her. Anytime there was a moment where I couldn’t think of something to keep the interaction flowing I would fall back on the Smart-Girl tests and ask some random question. “What’s the capital of Bolivia?” Then I would give her ratings. “Right now you’re about 60% I dunno. I mean you’re pretty good; a D if you were in school. That’s passing.”

Then I switched them up.. The questions over time became a little more… Louis and Copeland/Ross Jeffries. What’s your favorite thing about kissing? She said, “Hmmm. I’d have to think about that one.” Paydirt. now she’s thinking so while she was I switched the question.

“Ya. Ok. If you could think about the most amazing kiss you’ve ever had, how would you describe it?” Then she answered me and I picked out the trance words and fed it back followed by the ever popular, “…Now… With me, It’s something that’s really different and amazing.”

Grand Vin – Inside at the bar – don’t worry – none of these girls are people I know… 😉

Something like that.

Then eventually we were on to something else and I think I just upped the kino (back of the neck, brush her cheek, quick peck on the cheek, quick peck on the back of the neck, more brushing cheek-back of neck and then…. In! Maybe that seems like alot but really if you’re doing this constant kino style from the beginning (yes you kinda have to escalate to this point) then it should almost be natural. In other words, it’s no big deal because you’re incorporating it into the entire set While you’re doing your other stuff.)

Good kisser too! PDA is a great sign for me on a day-2. It always means it’s going further. This is a FAR different vibe than cheesy club make out where the chick never talks to you again. Eventually we finished our drinks, grabbed some more hootch (there’s a liquor store RIGHT across the street from me as well as a 2 bars – all the fixins.) and back to my house.

I hooked up my laptop to my stereo, sat in this plastic lawn chair that is currently the only seating in my front room, and plugged it in. I picked out a mix by Roger Sanches. I looked at her standing next to me and asked, “You ever listen to Roger Sanches?” and then we started making out. I thought that was awesome as a kiss close! next thing you know she was in my lap and soon enough she was naked. I noticed something though – Pad…

No. Not Pad-Thai. Pad-Time of the Month.

Oh well. We madeout for a LOOOONG time and I got almost full access. Meanwhile I was seeding anti-asd kinda stuff because I knew I was not fucking a girl I just met in the Red-Zone. If you’re like WTF? Ask Sonics to write a post if he hasn’t already.

So no… Ha! I didn’t fuck her that night. We talked about it later; Sonics and I; and he reminded me of a theory I have heard several times from “Guru’s” throughout the community, “If you don’t !close a chick after you’re in Seduction she will Backwards Rationalize that she didn’t want to have sex with you and you’re done for.”

In other words – if you don’t fuck her the first night (assuming you’ve gone sexual), you wont fuck her. But BEFORE I knew that rule it was common practice for me to do just that. I would go really sexual with a chick and then not necessarily fuck her. Then she would come back later and I’d finish the deal. It has happened not just a couple time, but several times.

Yes there are times I have gotten to third base with a chick and then that’s all, but I’m not complaining. Lol… Here’s a little secret about what makes me tick. It’s NOT so much the Fucking her, it’s the UNDRESSING her. Meeting a chick, talking to her and then going through the steps to have her naked in front of me, while many times I still haven’t even taken my shirt off yet is So fucking sexy to me. Sure I follow suit soon enough but it’s just the point. Here’s some chick who was eating a Panini in my restaurant one minute and the next she has no clothes on and I was the one who removed them with her complete participation!

(insert 3rd bass youtube video – the cactus)

I mean, think about that. That’s AWESOME! This chick’s body too…!? She admitted to doing yoga, but she was of Haitian descent. What’s that mean. Her upper body was TIGHT. Like solid. Her tits were not too big/not too small and fit perfectly for her tones stomach and shoulders BUT – Then she had this amazing Black-Girl ass! WOOHOO!!! I really couldn’t keep my hands off it. Jesus! So here I am all excited as shit but I have to see her again.

So what do I do…? I’ve tried everything by now. Guess what works the best?

Nothing. (Or at least a huge “I don’t give a shit” vibe.)

That’s the gist of it. When I send them a text the next day saying I had fun, or Good times or really ANYTHING like that it’s OVER! So I thought back and realized…. The ones I fucked after were the ones I really didn’t chase after they left without fucking me. So in her case I DIDN’T contact her at all the next day.

Soon enough she sent me a text literally telling me how she regretted LEAVING my house that night. I had, at my home, successfully seeded AND timebridged to see her again wednesday of the following week. My texts were simple and to the point. “Good things come to those who wait.” And “Wednesday night…”

That was it.

She sent me back, “Wednesday night! ”

And wednesday night she came over, we fucked, done deal. The sexual STATE was already there. I didn’t really have to do shit. IOM was still going when she came over. It was (pardon my cliche) so think in the air you could cut it with a knife.

So now, I have a very flirty vibe at work, I have a day4 tonight with an FB, I have a day2 tomorrow with a cute chick that my Flint Crew hooked me up with. And ALSO I have sporadic slow track follow-ups with a couple chicks who I threw into the mix. HBIvy is one of them and there are a few more minor seductions involved that really haven’t progressed enough to write about. Mostly they are on slow track game.

There is something I thought about last night. I am, if I am going to give myself a rating, a Green-PUA; a Green-charm. To me, this is how it should be for someone to have hit that point of BASIC Pua-ness. I am No Longer an AFC or even an rAFC (which, I believe that MOST people who call themselves PUA really are.) but I have stepped it up. Women are starting to be abundant in my life and really, I’m not even trying really hard. I maybe go out a couple times a week (OUT-out) and the rest is just picking up naturally without really going out of my way to do it. I’m sure if I wasn’t lazy about pick-up I could already be AMAZING but… Well… I am a simple man. I’m not trying to be the best in the world. I’m not trying to be the Champion of PUAs to impress other guys. I just love the company of women. I don’t wanna go out and do 18 sets a night. I want women to be magnetically drawn to me. I think it’s starting to happen.

When I save money again I will be doing a workshop to see what good Really Is. I keep hearing that term thrown around lately in my PUA studies. “Most guys think they’re good until they see what Good really is.”

I will see, I will find out, I will emulate and I will throw in my own, “Kick it up a notch!” like Emeril and THEN… Then I’ll know what “Good” really is.

PS – If you are reading this and like what I wrote – Get your ass to Key West for a minute. This is a place to come to run some game.